Yesterday, my biology teacher assigned us a report in which we had to cite two sources for where we got our information. Knowing that some teachers have standards on which website can be used, I naturally asked if she had any restrictions. She nonchalantly stated that the only sources we can't use were Google, Yahoo!, Bing, search engines of any sort, etc. She hadn't said anything about Wikipedia, so I asked, "That doesn't include Wikipedia, correct?"
The whole loving class looked at me with a dirty look, and they got into a whole stuffstorm about how Wikipedia can be edited. When this stuff happens, I put my nose in my textbook and ignore people like that because they don't even have their facts right.
There are probably 5 other Wikipedia controversy stories, but it's such bullstuff that Wikipedia gets such a bad rap because of some starfish who feels he has to edit every page to make it "hilarious".
I was in the cafeteria eating lunch with friends, when my friend offers me a pretzel. I politely accept, and ask him to hold it for me while I get a napkin out of my bag to put it in. He puts it on the table (I honestly don't give a forget about this) in the middle, between us and the annoying as forget kids on the other side of the table.
I finally found the napkins, but they were tangled in my earbuds and under a couple binders. I finally got it out and as soon as I got a napkin out and looked up, a kid on the other side of the table yelled, "What the forget!?" after seeing the pretzel and pushed it off the table. Suddenly, somebody taps me on the shoulder. A bit angry about losing the pretzel, I roll my eyes and turn around to see the principal. He tells me to see him after lunch, along with the kid on the other side of the table.
When we're dismissed, the kid, coward he is, runs out of the cafeteria and blends into the crowd. I go to see the principal in the office, and as soon as I walk in, he asks me, "Where's your bozo friend?" I told him I don't know the kid, and that was the truth. Still convinced I know the kid and I'm lying he tells me that I know his name. I once again answer I don't know him, slightly annoyed, but able to keep my composure and stay polite.
EVEN STILL, he's convinced I know the kid and asks him the next class he has. I finally begin to snap and through gritted teeth, I tell him I don't know the kid. Finally letting up, he tells me if I play with food again in the cafeteria, I'm getting suspended.
Next day, the kid sees me in the cafeteria and points to me for his friends. They all laugh like starfishs.
